"Show Your Bones (show your bones) is what happens when you stick your fingers into the power socket".
This is how singer Karen O explains the meaning of the "electric current" that, running through the tracks of the new album, should, according to the intentions of the New York trio led by her, "electrify" the listener's attention. But to be honest, the only shocking thing in this album is the embarrassing lack of ideas: Gold Lion - the first track of the album and, not coincidentally, the first single released - represents a peak that, starting from the subsequent Way Out (a prophetic title, considering that it's precisely an exit route that one feels like taking), soon turns into the edge of an abyss. On the pretext that there are no truly bad records, many critics, using empty absolving formulas ("what they do isn't new, but it's still nice"), avoid trashing works like this Show Your Bones. It is, however, evident that there is more charisma in the raucous voice of any Juliette Lewis than in the failed Warholian muse poses of Karen O.
The uselessness of such work reveals itself, from the very first listen. To the writer, it only remains to note, not without a hint of bewilderment, how such insignificant bands like the Yeah Yeah Yeahs continue to enjoy credit from a good part of the music critics.
Show Your Bones reconfirms them as one of the most vibrant and interesting acts coming from the Big Apple.
The album concludes with a great ballad, a worthy finale that raises the album’s rating by at least a star.
A pure and simple example of a TRUE band that vomits all its soul when it picks up a guitar, hits the drums, and copulates with the microphone.
Their punk and iconoclastic soul has never abandoned them, but lives and feeds within their bodies.
From the very first listen, it fills your mind with strong sensations and moves you like never before.
Karen proves she is not just a stage beast as we've known her, but also an artist who can express her emotions in a more calm manner.